Okay, I know I haven't updated in a awhile. My computer has been down and it still is, BUT by some miracle I am able to upload today! YAY! It should be fixed soon so I should be updating more frequently like I was before. Thanks for reading! I'm loving all of the reviews and would not mind getting more ;) Hope you enjoy!
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The next few days were pretty much the same. Graves and Christophe competing for attention. I tried to stay out of it as much as I could, but sometimes I just couldn't avoid one of them and the other would retaliate. If things kept going on like this I wasn't sure if I wanted either of them. They couldn't win me.
I was in the caf having lunch in between classes when I saw Christophe coming over. Great more games. I really didn't have the patience to deal with it today.
"Christophe-" I started, but he was quick to interrupt me.
"Dru, the council has called an emergency meeting and needs your presence." He said urgently which didn't make me feel good about this. Something was definitely up.
"Um, alright." I got up and we left. "Do you know what it's about? Why it's so urgent?" I really didn't have a good feeling about this. Council meetings are never called during my classes unless there's an emergency. A bad one.
"They just said they needed you there immediately and that they would explain then. I started to argue my position, but they said it was very important and there was no time to waste. They shall enlighten us when we get there." He said. If they hadn't had time to even tell Christophe it must be really bad. The way he said the words made me remember just how old he really was. They reminded me of a different time. Maybe… No. I couldn't think about my issues with him and Graves right now. There were more important things to focus on. Which were probably life-threatening and dangerous. After all that happened already I didn't want anyone else getting hurt. I was just starting to get used to things around here.
Christophe seemed to sense my worry. "You don't need to worry kochana. Nothing's going to hurt you, I'm here." He said casting me a quick smirk. Really? Things seemed to be pretty serious right now and he could still find the time to flirt in hopes of winning me over. Though it did kind of help knowing he was there. But at the same time I wished Graves were here so I would know that he was okay.
We got to the doors and Christophe peeked in to make sure it was safe like he always did putting his hand on the small of my back as he led us in. Everyone was standing, of course. But Bruce was pacing, which was not normal at all. Everyone's tense posture only added to my theory that this was beyond serious. I walked around the table and took my seat. The rest of them followed except for Bruce and Christophe, who choose to stand behind my chair resting his hand on my shoulder reassuringly.
"Okay, what's going on. By the looks of it I can tell this isn't good news." There was a slight tremor in my voice, but none of them seemed to pick up on it except for Christophe who tightened his grip.
Well let's not all speak at once. No one said anything they just sat there lost in their own thoughts. "Well? What happened? What's going on? Was there another attack, is everyone okay?"
Bruce was the one to speak. "No Milady, there was no attack, but there was a letter . It was addressed to the head of the order. I think you should read it before we continue." He handed me the letter. It was hand written and the letters on the it, well you couldn't really call them letters they were to intricate, the script seemed so old that it didn't seem to belong on this modern paper. It should have been on parchment or stone, not plain white paper. That seemed to make it more ominous than it already was.
I opened it up and the words chilled me to the bone. They were to terrifying to be real. It couldn't be. This could not be happening. It was impossible.
Svetocha,
I am assuming since Sergej is dead that the Order has a new head. Isn't that wonderful for them. It also makes a great opportunity for me, though that is unfortunate for you. If you don't want your friends to die you will come to confront me alone instead of making me take action and send for you. Your little guards won't stand a chance and they will all die needlessly. You see, dear child, I am the epitome of monster. Your very worst nightmare. You do not want to cross me. You have stories written about me in your textbooks. A legend if you will. I am capable of things you couldn't possibly dream of. So if you want your friends to live through this you will do as I say. If you do not cooperate well, I am aware that you have gotten close with a djamphir named Christophe, I'm sure you would not want him to be tortured to death. It would just be terrible to watch.
Hope to see you within the next few weeks,
Scarabus
OMG no way right? I totally didn't see that one coming! Is that even possible? ;) Anyway thanks for reading and don't hesitate to review! I love all the support I get and hopefully I'll be able to update soon. Happy reading! p.s if you would like to know what the real font was for the writing it was vivaldi on word.